It was no surprise to Trent that Monica called; he was just surprised that it took her almost three days to do it. By then, Trent and Bree had begun to settle into a routine of sorts. He spent much of the day exploring the market for starting a new accounting firm in Nashville and went to see her play her gigs at night. They’d eaten breakfast together each morning and dinner together every night, and he could see himself fitting into her world, especially when she was on stage, playing her heart out, and he was sitting on the front row, cheering her on.
Then, Mo
Sleep had been elusive since Bree had started sharing her bed with Trent, but that was okay with her. Listening to his heart beat beneath her ear, his arms around her, made her feel safe and settled in a way she’d never felt before, even if it meant she was tired most of the day.Her gigs usually didn’t end until midnight, which meant she’d get home around 2:00 in the morning, earlier or later depending upon how far away they were. Then, she’d try to fall asleep for an hour or so, finally manage for a bit, and get up with him around 9:00. She k
Zelda wrapped her arms around Trent the moment she saw him, leaving Bree laughing. “There he is! The man who inspired the song that has inspired so many love birds! It’s lovely to meet you in person!”“Thank you,” Trent said, his face a little pink from the attention. “It’s nice to meet you, too. I’ve heard so many nice things about you.”
On the way back to her apartment, Bree chatted about the different musicians, trying to get Trent’s thoughts. He was mostly quiet, giving one or two word answers, but he had a small smile on his face, so she didn’t think he was mad about anything. It wasn’t as if something bad had happened. She just wondered if he’d noticed that she’d noticed Zach and was hoping he’d just say something about it already if he had so that she would be put out of her misery.It wasn’t until they got back to her apartment and she’d
Having the woman he had loved for so long asleep in his arms was even better than Trent could’ve imagined, and finally showing her how much he loved her had been beyond anything he’d ever dreamed possible.Bree shifted and let out a little sigh. She had a show that evening, so he knew he couldn’t let her sleep for too long, but it was sweet to see her lying there so peacefully.
Sitting at a table near the stage, but to the extreme right side of the club, Trent surveyed the crowd. The act before Bree had just finished, and the jukebox was playing. A few couples were dancing. Plenty of beer was flowing, and the crowd was fairly rowdy for a weeknight.The environment seemed a little off to him, though he couldn’t quite put his finger on the why of it. He’d seen three bouncers earlier and knew they were big guys who could probably handle just about anybody individually, but some of these packs of cowboys who’d had a little too
“What the hell was that?” Bree demanded, jabbing Trent in the arm. She was carrying her guitar in her left hand so she’d have her strongest hand to assault him with.“What do you mean?” Trent asked, not even rubbing his arm since she hadn’t hit him hard enough to hurt him. “I was defending you.”“That&rs
At least there weren’t ten of them. Only four. That meant they were technically only outnumbered by one. But Bree wasn’t really going to be able to handle any of them, and then there was the fact that she had her guitar to protect.Trent’s response didn’t help matters. “Hell, yeah, I will. You should know not to talk to a lady like that, you drunk bastard.”
Sitting in the sound room, Bree found herself nervously wiping her hands on her floral skirt. She had no idea why she was so anxious when she wasn’t the one auditioning, but she felt as if her heart might beat right out of her chest.Trent had opted not to come to the callback. Bree would be lying if she said she wasn’t at least a little relieved. As much as she appreciated having him involved in her work whenever reasonably possible, the situation at the club the other night had unnerved her to some degree. It wasn’t the last show they’d gone